"I'm not sure I have any." But I do." Julie backed away a little. "I wonder if I should tie you up. If I start on this I don't want you running away."...Laura stepped back for a moment. "I'm not surprised you ran rings around that detective, every time I think I know where I am you make another move. Can I trust you?" I ought to say that's your decision but for now, yes absolutely. The big question is whether I can trust you." You have all the cards." But if I give you the cards?" This secret, is. The wretched man won't tell me. I asked him what I should wear in the hope that that would give me a clue and all he said was 'nothing special'. Fat lot of good that was."The other two chuckled. "He didn't say anything about a swimming costume?" asked Harry."No. Why?"Well, being the seaman he is and Welsh, I thought he might take you to swim the Menai Strait." Not bloody likely!" Language!" they chorused."There's a rip tide of a current through there. It's far too dangerous." Oh, I expect he'll. She could feel his erection pressing against her buttocks, which were still tender but no longer sore from Rob’s beating. Walter kissed her neck, licked her earlobe. It felt good despite her misgivings. She couldn’t help murmuring and pushing her bottom toward his hardness. He took this as a sign of assent and raised her chemise to her waist that he might fondle her mound while he breathed words of devotion into her ear. What if he realized the deception? But she could not tell him now, not. ‘Why did you run a background check on him?’ ‘He’s a witness in an ongoing investigation. Just covering all the bases.’ He let her assume it had to do with her father’s assault. They stood uncomfortably quiet for a time. ‘Chief, can you recommend another motel? I can’t stay here. You understand–‘ ‘Sure, I… understand.’ He felt bile rise up into his throat. After all this time, the memory of that night still sickened him. ‘How about staying at my place. We have a lot of room. You could meet.